Yesterday was my first day subbing, I really enjoyed it! I was in a first grade class, I'm at home in a first grade class. Thinking about it makes me laugh because I did not like my first grade teacher, she was grumpy, at least from my 7 year old perspective. Anyway, after we get home from NY I plan to be subbing a lot, I hope.
Today I go to a funeral for a man that was like my grandpa. He lived next door to me my entire life. When I was a kid I used to go over next door after school and talk with Bob and Delores. At that time my grandparents didn't live next door and we didn't have many kids on the street to play with, so I turned to Bob and Delores. They would ask me about my day and what was new in my life. They let me show them my dance routines I was perfecting. I could always count on them to buy girl scout cookies and the yearly fundraiser at school. They were my family because they loved my family. I always admired them as neighbors and friends. Delores passed some years ago, I could see that change in Bob. It is an unfortunate change that especially older people have when their spouse dies. They know they won't be remarried, that they are somewhat alone because the world is moving so fast around them and they are just trying to make it day to day. I am happy that Bob had his family to keep him company, he loved his Grandchildren very much. He was a wonderful Grandpa. In my last conversation with Bob he made sure that I was still attending church, that I was a great wife for my husband, that I was moving forward on being a mom, that my sisters were doing well, and that I was taking care of my Mom and Grandma. Wow, he really summed up the important things in life. Bob was a great man and he will be missed.
Tomorrow. We go to New York!
